Chapter 28

"Alright."

Han Muye did not hesitate and immediately agreed.

Mo Yuan was willing to give him the precious longevity-enhancing elixir, so what was the harm in pretending to be a disciple for a while?

"Han Muye pays respects to Master."

With a flick of the whip, Han Muye called out loudly.

"Haha, good, good." Mo Yuan laughed from inside the carriage.

"Come, let's chat. Although I only mingle in the outer sect, I know quite a bit about cultivation."

Mo Yuan's words made Han Muye's eyes light up.

Compared to Old Huang Liuliu, who mostly stayed in the Sword Pavilion, Mo Yuan, who had been in the outer sect of the Nine Profound Sword Sect for nearly two hundred years, was indeed a well-informed person.

Whether it was the many small tricks in cultivation, the various rules in the cultivation world, or even some secret anecdotes, Mo Yuan knew them all.

Over the three days, Han Muye was completely catching up on all the common knowledge of cultivation.

It was also through Mo Yuan's explanation that he learned what his Ninth Rank Spirit Root meant.

A Ninth Rank Spirit Root was not entirely hopeless; it just required a large amount of spiritual energy to cleanse and impact it.

For ordinary cultivators, without a massive amount of spirit stones, it was indeed like being useless.

But for Han Muye, after learning how to refine Cloud Qi Pills, he was no longer short of spiritual energy.

When it came to cultivation, Mo Yuan also told him a surprising piece of news.

It turned out that when ordinary cultivators opened their dantian, it was only a space the size of a fist.

Being able to open a dantian the size of a basin was already rare.

When Han Muye quietly asked what it would mean if the dantian opened directly was about ten feet in diameter, Mo Yuan only said two words.

"Monster."

These two words were not good words.

But when describing talent, they were the highest praise.

It turned out that his dantian was at the monster level.

This made Han Muye, who was driving the carriage, smile slightly.

Not to mention the opening of the dantian, the opening of the qi sea would allow Han Muye to start cultivating both spirit and body.

According to Mo Yuan, the best path for a sword cultivator was to cultivate the spirit method of controlling the sword with qi and the physical method of controlling the sword with strength simultaneously.

"Pity I realized it too late..." Mo Yuan sighed in the carriage.

He saw through everything, but he no longer had the chance.

His cultivation was already difficult to improve, and all his sword knowledge could only remain at a theoretical level, unable to be personally realized.

In his conversation with Han Muye, he could be said to have poured out everything he knew.

His unfulfilled dreams would be realized by others.

Looking at the distant horizon, a hint of longing appeared in Mo Yuan's eyes.

He could not imagine the grand scene of ten thousand swords following Han Muye when he mastered the technique of gathering all swords.

"The mountains and rivers remain the same, but the people have changed..." Mo Yuan spoke softly, then pointed to the end of the road ahead: "That way, is my hometown, Greenwood Town."

Han Muye nodded and said, "Master, where is your home? Are we going straight there?"

"Directly..." Mo Yuan's eyes flashed with excitement, then he shook his head timidly: "Let's find a place to stay first, and then inquire before going."

"I'm worried..."

Nearing his hometown, Mo Yuan was anxious about the state of his family after two hundred years without returning.

Han Muye nodded and drove the carriage to a small building with a sign for an inn.

——

At the entrance of the Sword Pavilion in the Nine Profound Sword Sect, Jiang Han, an outer sect disciple, carried his long sword Qinghe, with a look of regret on his face, and turned to leave.

He had come to thank the Sword Pavilion's observer.

Unfortunately, the person who had guided him was not there.

After several days of seclusion, he had diligently practiced sword techniques, and without realizing it, he had improved his combat skills significantly by working with his long sword.

When he emerged from seclusion, he privately sparred with an outer sect disciple ranked higher than him.

That battle brought him immense joy.

The senior disciple, ranked 90th in the outer sect, could not last ten moves against his sword.

According to that senior, his sword and sword technique were well-matched, and his sword strikes were swift and hard to defend against.

The senior also said that Jiang Han's combat strength might place him within the top 50 in the outer sect.

He even lamented that Jiang Han had a bright future ahead.

Jiang Han knew that all this was due to the guidance of the Sword Pavilion's observer.

"Tomorrow, I will come again." He muttered and left.

In the Sword Pavilion, Huang Liuliu, sitting at a long table, muttered to himself: "That Han kid really has good luck. He's only been in the sect for a few days, and so many people are looking for him."

"Inner sect elite Zhao Pu, outer sect disciple Jiang Han, servant Lu Gao, and, well, this kid has quite a lot of admirers. Even the White Innkeeper has come twice..."

He looked up, and his expression changed: "Sister Mu? You, you're not with Han kid..."

His heart tightened.

Wasn't Han Muye supposed to be hanging out with Sister Mu in the mountains?

Then, where did he go?

Mu Wan's expression was complex as she bowed to Huang Liuliu and handed him a letter: "Please, Brother Huang, deliver this letter to Brother Han. If, if he can still see it..."

With that, Mu Wan turned and left.

"Hey, you, you—" Huang Liuliu looked at the envelope, his expression changing, and then he rushed into Han Muye's meditation room.

A moment later, his eyes were red, and his shoulders trembled as he slowly walked out.

He held two small jade bottles in his hand.

"It's impossible, Han kid will definitely get through this..."

...

At this moment, the Han Muye he was talking about was already accompanying Mo Yuan to a grand mansion outside Greenwood Town.

"Fortunately, fortunately, after two hundred years, my Mo family has become even more prosperous." Looking at the grand gate, Mo Yuan stroked his long beard and sighed softly.

After staying at the inn for a night and inquiring about the current state of the Mo family, the results were somewhat unexpected.

Since Mo Yuan joined the Nine Profound Sword Sect, over the decades, the Mo family slowly rose to prominence due to his influence in the outer sect.

Over the past two hundred years, the Mo family claimed that their ancestor Mo Yuan had already achieved a high position and great power in the Nine Profound Sword Sect, with a prominent reputation.

Additionally, the head of the Mo family, Mo Yunteng, had reached the third level of Qi Condensation, making him a rare strong figure in Greenwood Town. The Mo family had become the first family in the surrounding hundred miles.

"Are you here to deliver congratulations to the Mo family? Tomorrow, the Mo family will be marrying into the Sun family of Changgu County. Most of the guests in the inn are here to offer their congratulations." The innkeeper's words reminded Mo Yuan.

Han Muye quietly found an invitation, and the next day, the two of them went to the Mo family.

At the entrance, the usher welcomed them into the mansion, and Mo Yuan looked around, feeling endless emotions.

Han Muye followed half a step behind, slowly moving forward.

In the brightly decorated hall, many guests had already taken their seats, and several Mo family members with impressive presence came forward to greet them.

"My master has traveled here and heard about the marriage between the Mo family and the Sun family. He remembered the old friendship with the Mo family and specially prepared a gift."

Han Muye stepped forward and handed a small wooden box.

The Mo family members who greeted them were taken aback by Han Muye's words, then looked at Mo Yuan with surprise: "Senior, do you know our family's ancestor?"

Mo Yuan nodded, and Han Muye replied: "A hundred years ago, my master and the Mo family's ancestor traveled together, and they were old friends."

The ancestor's old friend!

The Mo family members immediately bowed deeply and then turned to hand the gift to someone behind them, whispering a few words.

A moment later, the head of the Mo family, Mo Yunteng, rushed over.

The ancestor's old friend, who had given a high-quality spirit stone as a gift, how could he not come?

A high-quality spirit stone could buy two Mo families!

"Junior Mo Yunteng greets Senior. May I ask for Senior's name?" Mo Yunteng bowed and then looked at Mo Yuan, asking softly.

The surrounding guests had already focused their attention on Mo Yuan, and seeing the Mo family head treat him with such respect, they were instantly surprised.

"Who is this? Even the head of the Mo family has to personally welcome him?" Someone whispered, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Not just personally welcome, didn't you see the Mo family head bow?" The speaker's eyes gleamed as he looked at Han Muye and Mo Yuan.

"They both carry swords, so they are at least sword cultivators."